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Good Night

By Brenton Booth

The final words before
midnight,
the hand burning in the
salad bowl,
the atomic cufflink at the
bottom of the drawer,
the black cat reciting
sonnets on the edge of a
tin cup,
the once, again, & never
again,
the clouds that disguise
the tumbling skies,
the eyes that can barely
see,
the vehicle that is long
overdue for slumber
like me now;
hope you had a nice day—
good night.

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